Posted on January 31, 2012 with 2 notes.
| Yes, I am a Make up Artist | @manyfacesmade #MFM | Boston, Ma.
the moment that we first started?
Why you never ask for nothing, just a lil’ time?
Why you let me use yours cause I don’t got mines?
Why you always lift me up when I’m completely giving up?
Or when niggas holler what’s up, you give a dry response?
Why you giving me your last, knowing you ain’t got it?
Why you always buy me something when you going shopping?
Why you tell me that you love me? Why you always thinking of me?
Want my company rather than going club hopping
Why you treating my momma like she your momma too?
Why you making promises that you’ll forever do?
And so she said, why you gotta be so mean to me?
Why you don’t know what you mean to me?
Why you always playing games? Why I feel like you ashamed
out in public, curse me out and make a scenery?
Why you got other bitches rolling their eyes at me?
Why text messages popping up saying hi daddy?
Why you treat me like I’m nothing? Why you always at a function?
I be wanting to go out but you don’t never ask me
Why you slip and say her name when we having sex?
Why you always assuming that I still love my ex?
Every time we get into it, I’m the one that’s feeling stupid
You don’t need me, you gon’ leave me, that’s your favorite threat
Why you never know how it feel to be lonely?
Why I feel I’m the last option after your homies?
Why you always gotta know that I will never let you go
We hurt people that love us, love people that hurt us
Hurt people that love us, love people…
I’m inspired, so get inspired